#oh my goood this took so long

[dreamauri]

♪ — 𝟱 𝗦𝗘𝗡𝗦𝗘𝗦, 𝗟𝗡𝟰 lando norris x fem! reader (fluff) “. . . using his five senses, these are his favourite things about you.”

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Sight

Everyone knows Lando's mid at fashion. not as good as lewis or as depressing as max.

He has a quite good collection of hoodies and shirts that he loves

and much to his fortune, you like his tops as well

it always comes to him as a surprise, seeing you wearing a hoodie he knows you wouldn't own only to remember he wore it a few days ago.

"...is that mine?" "Where'd you get that- is that ... hey! thats mine!" "i thought i hid that!" "didn't i put that in the laundry?"

but he doesn't want you to stop wearing his stuff, its like a confirmation that you're his girl

besides you look good in his things, to the point that he picks out stuff he knows would look good with your skin tone

Lando put his hands on his hips with a huff, watching you walk around the apartment with the hoodie he's been searching for, walking around half naked for 40 minutes now. He wanted to protest or tease you, but decided to just throw his hands up in confusion. "Do you know how long i was looking for that?" he huffed. you looked at your hoodie momentarily before shrugging. "Wait, you're wearing it wrong." Lando sighed as he came up from behind you, pulled it off, flipped it inside out before pulling it back over your head and adjusting the sleeves.

Touch

As a racer, one of the most important arsenal are his hands

it's his thing, and it kind of makes him touchy at times, but not in a bad way of course

he loves holding your hands and playing, even with your fingers sometimes

he finds it very intimate

holding your palms to his, tanging your fingers together, hooking pinkies together, anything

"No!" Lando shouted in protest trying to reach back for your hand while still keeping his eyes on the roads. "Y/n!" He made grabby hands with an dramatic offended frown. You couldn't hold your laughter as he found your bicep and trained his finger till he found your hand and pulled it close to him. "This is mine!" He huffed, holding the back of your hand to his chest as if it were his most prized possession.

Smell

Lando cares a lot about of appearance, including how he smells. He's proud to have his own distinct smell, clone and deodorant and some expensive shampoo and body wash.

what makes him feral tho is smelling himself on you

if you've been cuddling or hugging for an extended time, if you're showering with him and you pick up the perfume of the shampoo

you're not going to escape his hold for a while

expect him to hold you hostage and nuzzle in you and leave kisses all over your neck or shoulder or back, constantly telling you how good you smell

it fills his ego, as if he's marked you

("oh my goood," lando's muffled scream came from your neck as he snaked his arms around your stomach, hugging you tight from behind. You tried to pull away, feeling shivers from lando's beard tickling your skin. "Nooo," You tried to push and pull for an escape but the brit held you tight, hooking his legs around your waist foor good measure. "How do you smell," he audibly took a big sniff from the side of your neck "so good?" he completed the sentences as he began leaving kisses all over your back.

Hearing

Lando's big on humour, everyone knows that. He likes to make everyone around him laugh.

you're his main victim though, he looks for good jokes or funny tiktoks just to get you wheezing

it's music to his ears, makes him feel as if all is right. your laughter and happiness mean more to him than any pole or fastest lap

He finds your laugh cute and contagious, always laughing with you

you two might as well end up laughing forever because neither of you can stop

("What was that?" you were wheezing on the floor, body shaking on your knees. Lando was couched, laughing in silence with his mouth open wide and eyes tearing up. He found himself shaking even more with his muted laugh at the sight of you falling on your back looking like a bug struggling to get back on its legs. He pointed at you and you pointed back at him feeling your face redden. "What are these two idiots doing?" Max fewtrell asked from a distance. )

Taste

Lando never ever eats without you. ever.

He drags you along to his races if he can because of this reason.

and if he can't, you're going to be staying up for a a face time so you can snack while he eats

The reasoning is that food without you tastes absolutely horrible and your presence makes everything much better

He also considers the food you feed him heavenly while someone might think your cooking is mid, lando appreciates the effort and time you put, which automatically makes everything 100 ties better

he also appreciates the fact that you cook and bake the things he likes the way he likes it, going out of your way to get and research recipes and go with trial and error and internally,

he also loves the fact that you banned fish or any sort of seafood from in the house.

and as cliché as it sounds, he can always feel the "love" you put into a meal, and will eat anything you give him, even if you brought him take out or a snack because you still thought of him

"I want to help." Lando watched you pull ingredients and tools from the cabinets and fridge. "I want to help." He repeated again with the pout, holding up the cliché apron that matched the one he wore already. "Alright alright." you gave in, putting the new apron on. "Fewtrell is coming in 30, I don't wanna look like an idiot." "You never look like an idiot." Lando scoffed, tightening the two strings into a bow for you. "You're the best chef. You beat Gordon Ramsey." "pretty sure Ramsey could wright a song about all the things wrong with the kitchen."

[leanteam43]

request request request!! maybe spencer reid x fem!reader who loves to read? both of them just sitting and reading when he feels her head on his shoulder as she falls asleep? xo

"The Best Book Boyfriend"

(Spencer Reid Headcannons)

summary : reader!reader (hehe) x reader!reid (hehe x2)

pronouns : she/her | fem!reader!

coloring : Derek | Reader | Spencer

warnings : none!!

a/n's : i'm saying reader only reads romcoms because thats the only thing i read sorry to all my pookies who read classics/literally anything else </3 - 🌿 | no points no me - 🎸 | lalalalala 0.0 - 🐇

Having COMPLETELY different TBR piles

Like its almost humorous having "The Fisher King" and "Boyfriend Material" on the same coffee table

Book !! bouquets !!

Amongst other book related gifts

Book stamps, tabs for your books, highlighters that don't bleed onto the other page, etc etc.

Listen i KNOOOOW the fbi be paying that man GOOOD money

So consider this,

Those tiktoks that are like "my bf took me to barnes and noble and said if i could carry the books he'd buy them"

But you outsmart him and bring derek to carry the hardcovers

"that's not fair!" "i didn't hear anything about it in the rules" "WHERE DID HE EVEN COME FROM??"

Quiet nights in, just you two and your books!!

You slowly falling asleep and laying your head on Spencer's shoulder

He always makes sure to bookmark the page you were on

MATCHING BOOKMARKS

Alternatively, swapping bookmarks

"Reid, why do you have a hello kitty bookmark?" "You've never been in LOVE, DEREK."

Reading to each other!!

Spencer listening so intently as you gush about the love interests in the books

Logically, he's not jealous of a fictional character

but not everything has to be logical

"So yeah, he's one of my book boyfriends." "Book boyfriend??" "Oh hush, you're my favorite book boyfriend." "Oh okay :)" "...but I'm not in a book??"

Both you and Spencer getting to a good chapter in the book and the room just going dead silent as y'all both focus

Then both of you looking at each other before both spilling about what just happened in said chapter

Somehow you both understand and register what the other is saying even though your both speaking at lightening speed

Reading !! to !! each !! other !!

Imagine Sleepy!Spencer coming home after a long case and laying his head on your lap as you read him one of your "cheesy romance books"

He use to pretend to not be interested but come ONNN some of them are just too interesting!!

"Wait...so he's her boyfriend?" "Well...he WILL be but right now he's her FAKE boyfriend."

Yk how Spencer reads like freakishly fast??

Well imagine him purposefully reading slower when you two have your quiet nights in,

Because he wouldn't daaarreeee move when your already half asleep on his shoulder

Overall, Dr. Spencer Reid IS the best book boyfriend.

[anantaru]

so guys 🙋🏻‍♀️🌸 i have finished the entire new quest at last and omg 👼🏼 like this was outstanding!! you see, what i really enjoy about star rail is that it gives me similar vibes to hi3 in terms of the darkness in the plot, since hi3 is my favorite hoyo game i always love seeing stuff from it or just similar instances. SO YOU KNOW FOR A FACT I WAS SO HYPED WHEN ACHERON SHOWED UP 🤺 especially with the hi3 story with kiana as the mc being over and although i still love hi3 the most, kiana, mei and bronya, that trio, they were all the best characters together AAAARGHHH I SWEAR AND JUST THE ENTIRE STORY LINE WAS SOOO GOOD, I miss them all together as a trio and especially kiana, the best hoyo MC FOR LIFE. 🙋🏻‍♀️🩷

also 🤠 ^^ that frame with sunday and dr ratio like 😙😙 WAS SO FUNNY I HAD TO SS IT. 🤺

the amount of cutscenes we got to see again was so fun, it felt like watching a movie slowly unfold while you got to be a part of it 🩷 you can tell that hoyoverse gets better and better with each update on whatever game and that the cutscenes are always so well done (i always liked them but the constant upgrades ??? insane) 🙏🏻

+ the acheron one shotting aventurine lmao 🧎🏻‍♀️ it was my favorite though ngl HAHA 🙋🏻‍♀️🩷 no matter how much i like aventurine as a character, MEI OMG MEEEIIIIII 👹🩷 SHE WILL FOREVER BE MY LOVE LIKE I KNOW ITS ACHERON BUT YOU GET WHAT I MEAN !!!!! 🙇🏻‍♀️ LIKE THE CUTSCENE WITH HER HORNS OH MY GOOOD THE NOSTALGIA LIKE YES GO OFF SHOW THEM

also guys, idk but aventurine's boss fight, 🤠 i personally expected more like it was so easy to beat ?! I THOUGHT I WOULD STRUGGLE BUT HE DIED PRETTY QUICKLY BUT ITS FINE, I STILL LIKE HIS CHARACTER 🌸🙋🏻‍♀️. + i was happy hoyoverse showed us his backstory and took their time to flash it out and not gloss over it in idk one/two scenes, but they really took their time with it which was amazing 🩷

also jade looks so cool as well! the design is very pretty and i can't wait to see diamond too, or the rest of the ten stonehearts but they're hyping diamond up so much like another emanator?? yes please, i'm all in🧎🏻‍♀️🩷

this entire quest gave me movie vibes, you were on edge the entire time and even during side quests you had to take, it was still very intense. it actually took me quite a bit to finish it of course since i'm someone who doesn't skip dialog, but it was so worth it and the best way to relax after a long day of moving my body 🩷 just laying in bed, playing while drinking tea!!

what i wanted to say too, guys honestly sunday is not okay HAHAHAHAHAHAH 🌝 I MEAN LIKE you guys🧎🏻‍♀️, that shiver in his voice at times and you can tell he low-key doesn't even know how to handle all of that either, of course, for one he looks like everything is accounted for while in the other, he sounds like he's losing his mind and can we blame him ???? when he went "why did you kill her" and lowkey cussed gallagher out i was like damn 🤠 okay 😏 HAHA + i'm somebody that doesn't think too much about theories, instead i love eagerly waiting for the next patch!! so i'm excited for what's coming 🩷 + robin's song slaps.

last but not least 🤺 you see, gallagher wasn't really somebody i was very interested in, but damn the second he turned dangerous and spicy i went oh my oh hey what's up ?? 😏 giggles HAHA LIKE WHAT IS IT ABOUT MEN WHO ARE JUST SUDDENLY EVIL AND IDK MAYBE HE ISNT COMPLETELY RIGHT AAAAAA OOOOO UUUU WWWWW AAAAA but anyways, 🌸 the last cutscene low-key hurt me like what do you mean sunday gets off screened while i was saving up for him for what? 👹 ever since fuxuan like how can you do this to me + no way they're dead dead 🤠because the last conversation aventurine had with acheron was very important to the next patch i'm pretty sure! 🩷

all in all guys!! 🩷 this quest was beautifully done, it had a lot of hard, dark stuff and it reminded me a lot of hi3, that's why i give it a 10/10, very well done. 🌸🩷

[babygirl-riley]

Part II

Once you and Simon were done at the base you both went home for Simon to properly finish what you started.

A/N: I still can NOT believe that Office Times beat out Bar Nights! Yet here we are, I don’t know how long this series will be BUT I do have plans some angst and some steamy 😈 So stay tuned! If you want to be tagged, I will has a taglist for every part. Just DM me and I will add ya!

simon x reader guide

Ghostly Ruins Parts

Warnings: smut, porn with a plot, mask kink, voice kink, rough to soft, piv, unprotected sex (wrap before we tap kids), f!recieving, m!receiving, simon is literalllllyyy whipped

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The ride home was quiet, you could still feel the desk printed on your thighs. Still thinking about how Simon fucked you to have you moan loud enough for ANYONE to hear. You didn’t know why but you STILL wanted more, your pussy missing the fact that his dick wasn’t in you.

Simon noticed by the way your thighs would rub together. How you would day dream biting your lip. He could read you like a book, besides his skills for watching body language. He has known you for years but just dated you for a year. You both were just colleagues that lead into fuck buddies to lovers. Something he never planned, both of you at least until Simon out of both them claimed his love to you. Could have been pussy whipped or actually did.

Now here you both are, going back to his apartment. Both of your apartment. You looked over at Simon, his mask still on. Usually he kept it on until you both got home unless it was a really tough mission. Ever since you first met him you loved his masks, they were interesting and…inviting. You loved how his eyes are presented, showing his beautiful brown eyes. God how you love biting and kissing his lips through the mask.

Simon glanced at you before looking back at the road. “You like what you see lovie?”

Your face went red and snapped your head forward. Fuck. “I always do Si.”

Simon hummed and placed his hand on your thigh squeezing it once. “Still wanting more I see.”

You chuckled rolling your eyes. “Oh my love I don’t care where we are, I will always want you to take me.”

His grip went harder for a moment before he groaned softly. “Y/n, don’t say those things or we will be in here all night.”

You giggled before you turned your head and leaned close to his ear. “Then let’s hurry home so you can do what you like baby.”

Never have you seen Simon hurry his way home. It isn’t the first however to fuck more than once. If it was a good mission it would be once or twice but a rough one god. You swear it’s all damn night. Rough and never easy. Tonight though you want it rough even if the mission went alright. You imagined everything he could do to you.

Before you knew it you were wrapped around Simon like a koala. Legs wrapped around his waist and arms around his neck as he slammed you into a wall. He lift his mask up and attacked your lips. You moved your hands underneath his mask and gripped his hair. Both of your tongues fighting for dominance until his grabbed your bottom lip making you whine.

“Fuuuck,” He whispered rutting his hips up into you. “Ya on one tonight.”

You smirked and grabbed both sides of his cheeks to give him a sloppy kiss. He moaned into it as he moved more into the hallway towards your bedroom. He pushed it open with his boot as he threw you into the bed. You giggled while he unbuckled his belt and you throwing your pants and panties off. You sat up as he took his cock out, goood how you love how his cock looks. Girthy and good length.

You licked your lips as he walked slowly to you placing his finger beneath your chin. You were waiting patiently for what was coming next. You felt like a dog for a treat. “Look at ya. Desperate and needy for my cock,” He snaked his hand to the back of your head and gripped then leaned down, capturing your lips before standing back up. “So fucking beautiful. Go ahead dove.”

You moaned and you grabbed the base of his cock before opening your mouth. You spat on it first before licking the long vein that ran along his cock. Simon moaned gripping your hair more. You lapped your tongue around his tip sucking on it lightly. “Fuck,” He whispered trying to force your head to take his dick more. “Don’t teeeease.” He whine.

You smirked and started to take his cock more down your throat. You looked up at him through your eyelashes watching his mouth agape and his head rolled back. You started slowly sucking in your cheeks setting a slow pace. Simon looked down at you eyes lidded, mouth a part. That’s when you went faster made sure his cock would hit the back of your throat to make a gag sound. Silva started to build outside of your mouth.

“Oh fuck,” He said loudly, his thigh twitches as you placed your hands around them to make sure you wouldn’t fall. “Stop-Stop babygirl.” He gripped your hair making you slowly pull off his cock with pop sound.

You wiped your mouth his precum and your saliva mixed. You were gaining your breath back as he picked you up by your arms and pushed you to the bed. “Fucking hell sometimes I forget you can make me cum with just your mouth.” He mumbled climbing on top of you.

“Had to learn for those quickies.” You moaned as he lifted your shirt and sports bra up to play with your tits.

Simon chuckled as he slide his hands down your sides to hook them to your legs. “Wanna get a taste before the grand finale yeah?” He said whispering to your lips before giving them a quick peck.

He slowly started to kiss your neck chest, stomach, both side of your hips then his mouth was over the place you needed him the most. You wiggled your hips and bit your lip. “Now who’s teas…” That’s when his tongue did a long strip up from your hole to your clit.

It made you gasp at first already sent sparks throughout your body. Simon placed both of his hands on your thighs forcing them down. Making sure they stayed in place as he attacked your clit. The sounds of the slurping and sucking made your head spin. You gasped as he started to slip his fingers in. “Fucking hell babes, I can just fit both of ‘em in there.” He mumbled before going back at it.

You were about to make a comment before he started going faster and harder. Scissoring his fingers as they hit that spot you oh so loved. You grabbed his balaclava as you rode his mouth. Panting. Screaming his name. He moaned vibrating your core. “Fuck Simon yes right there!” Your voice went high pitched at the end.

Your legs snapped together as you felt your body to tingle. He went to your clit and sucked hard at that is what did it, you clenched around his fingers as your hips rose a bit. You snapped your eyes shut as stars dotted your vision.

Simon stopped sucking your clit and kissed your thighs. His fingers slowing down as he helped you ride through your orgasm. “Good girl,” He whispered as he pulled his fingers out licking his fingers and climbed more on top. “Good fucking girl.” He kissed your jaw your cheek then hovered over your face.

You opened your eyes and smiled weakly placing your hand on his cheek. “How much I love when you fuck me with this on. But I would love to see your handsome face.” You whispered still catching your breath.

Simon chuckled before ripping the balaclava off of his face. The black paint fading slowly as his face was sweating it off. His hair was in the mess that it always gets from it. You ran your hand down to his chin before forcing him down to kiss you. As he kissed you his hand went to your throat holding it there giving it a small squeeze. You bit his lip making him moan into yours.

You felt his hard member rub against your thigh. You slowly reached your hand to his cock before pumping once. He let go of your lips hissing. “I need ya now.” He whispered feeling you pump one more time.

You helped him guide him to your pussy. You felt his tip being engulfed making you gasp. The stretch starting, god it felt so good, felt like he belonged there. It always stung as his cock kept going in more before it would hit your hilt. Simon started panting once he was all the way in.

He placed his forehead against yours still having his hand against your throat. Simon pulled all the way out before snapping back in. You whined as he did it a couple more times. “Go. Ugh. Faster. Si.” You moaned grabbing the back of his neck.

Simon smirked as he grabbed your hips. “Alright put your legs on my shoulders.” He said positioning himself to be even deeper then he was.

You did as you were told before he started going at an agonizing pace. You cried as you felt him hitting that nice spot once more. You grabbed his arms tightly as he pumped harder. “Fuck y/n you feel…Fuck…so fucking,” He started to pant kissing your ankles trying to gain his thoughts. “So fucking good.”

You couldn’t hold the second orgasm as you tightened around his cock. “Oh fuck Simon!” You screamed, he placed your legs to his sides as he pressed more down into you.

Simon went down to your neck kissing and sucking as you came down your high. He didn’t stop his pace, Simon held one of your legs hitching it up more and his other on the side of your head. You felt tears welling up as your third one was coming along. “Si…christ…keep doing just that baby.” You whispered feeling his cock start to twitch.

That was one clue that he was about to cum. The other one was him panting, fuck even whining at times. “Fuck I love you so much. This pussy…bloody hell…mine all fucking mine.” His voice would hitch as he snapped his hips more into yours.

You wrapped your legs around him and pushed him more in. Simon growled as you started to pant once more. “Fuck Simon!”

Simon felt your pussy clenched around his cock harder then he has felt tonight. Making him squeeze his eyes shut and sloppily pump harder. “Oh fuck! Y/n! Oh fuck!” He bites down on your shoulder trying to hide the moans and groans escaping from him.

Your eyes rolled as you felt his cum start to pump into you. The sounds that were coming from both you and his cum mixing together, was like a symphony. Simon’s hips started to slow down as his moans started to die down. You sighed as both of you panted and sighed.

He didn’t move for a minute as you felt him running his hand up and down your neck. You rubbed his back over his shirt that he was still wearing. “I love you too Simon.” You mumbled feeling weak.

Simon hummed lifting his head to look at you. “Of course you do.” He teased smirking as he moved a piece of hair out of your face. You rolled your eyes as you leaned into his touch. “Come ‘ere.” He whispered moving off of you slowly taking his cock out of you.

You felt your pussy clench around nothing like she was beckoning him to come back. However you followed his lead as he took his shirt off and laid on his side. You snuggled into him with your ass against him, he moved his arm underneath you like a pillow.

“Better get some rest dove, Price expects us at 0600 tomorrow.” He whispered playing with your hair. That’s all you heard as you drifted off into sleep.

[sarahsmi13s]

CONGRATS VINNY! 400 is huge!

Can I please request angst/hurt-comfort #6 “shut up, you're not dying today. not on my watch” with Jake please 🥺

cass! i'm so sorry it took so long to get to this... i got a little carried away with this one, but i hope you like it!

you're not dying, not today || pt 1

pairing: jake seresin x reader warnings: angst, language, house fire, death and elusions to death, life saving, medical equipment, most likely some inaccuracies, let me know if i missed any word count: ~3.4k a/n: this is a firefighter au, heavily inspired by 9-1-1. this will have a part two because i didn't want it to be too long prompt: “shut up, you're not dying today. not on my watch”

It had started off a very simple morning.

You woke up, worked out, had your coffee on the walk back to your apartment, and now you were getting ready for work.

After throwing on your leggings and firehouse t-shirt, you are ready to head out the door.

“Let’s do this.”

You walked into the fire station, greeting the B shift as they left and you went to get dressed and punch in.

“Good morning firefighter Seresin,” you greeted the blond as he came in behind you. “Goood mornin’ firefighter L/N,” he responded with an upbeat tone.

You chuckled, amused at your best friend, “Someone is cheery this morning.”

He nodded as you both started to change, “I am. I had a great night's sleep. And I am ready to save some lives.”

You grinned as you buttoned your shirt up, loving the energy he brought to work every day.

Granted, at first you two didn’t get along at all. He was a cocky recruit coming in from Texas, and you just had this chip on your shoulder that wouldn’t let you like him.

But he wasn’t mean, there wasn’t much to hate honestly. Yeah sure, he could be cocky. But what firefighter isn’t from time to time?

You felt threatened? You guess that’s the right label to put on it. 

He came in, all buff and chin up. Confidence dripped from him. 

And everyone liked him.

You felt replaceable because you were coming in off a minor injury to see this new guy, this probie, becoming friends with everyone. Becoming friends with your friends, with your family.

So yeah, you felt threatened and insecure. Making a complete ass out of yourself for a first impression. 

But you learned he had a daughter, seeing the photo on his phone one day on your way to a call. And that seemed to shake some sense into. 

So that next morning as you were both leaving, you caught him and apologized for reacting the way you had, explaining why you felt that way but it didn’t excuse your behavior. You wanted to start over and show him you weren’t really a bitch.

He took the apology with understanding and sympathy, graciously accepting your offer to start over.

And the friendship blossomed from there, just past a year being friends. Coming up on seven months of wanting it to be more.

You tugged your uniform pants up, smiling at him, “I’d be concerned if you weren’t.” Jake just chuckled and shook his head, lightly shoving your shoulder before sitting down to put his boots on.

“Layla enjoying the summer so far?” You asked as you secured your belt. 

He nodded, “Oh yeah, she is thriving. Spending a lot of time with her friends. She’s spending the night with Kira tonight and they will most likely be swimming all day.” You smiled and slipped your boots on, “That’s good.” 

“Yeah, I just hope Kira’s mother remembers to put sunscreen on them,” he chuckled as he stood up, grabbing his radio to strap across his chest. 

“Oh yeah, because it was her who forgot sunscreen on the beach day you took Layla on and called me because she didn’t have anything to soothe her,” you teased as you tied your laces.

“That was one time. And I didn’t forget, I ran out.”

“Yeah yeah, okay,” you laughed as you strapped your radio on as you both walked out.

He playfully shoved you, “You know wh-”

The bell sounded and you both shared a look before smiling at each other, “Let’s save some lives.”

You sighed as you sat down at the table, stretching a little.

“Did you enjoy your nap over there, L/N?” Bradley asked as he took a bite of the burger Captain Mitchell made for lunch. You nodded as you fixed your burger, “I did Bradshaw, I very much enjoyed my nap.”

“We thought so. You were snoring like a bear over there,” Jake teased as he passed you a bag of chips. “Oh ha ha, very funny.”

“It’s true you were, we considered moving you… but we wanted to live,” Mickey chuckled as sipped his drink.

You rolled your eyes, “You guys are so dramatic.” 

Jake arched a brow, “Are we? Do you not remember when you slept on my couch and I woke you up? You gave me a black eye… with a pillow.”

“Hey now that was-”

You’re cut off by the bell. “Seriously, in the middle of 3 o’clock lunch?”

“House fire, let’s go!”

You watched Javy carry out the last member of the family. 

“Okay that’s every-”

“Gracie! Where’s my baby?”

You turned and furrowed your brow but shook it off. “Where is she?” The mother shook her head, obviously very scattered and scared. “She-she-she was last in her bedroom, but the fire spread so fast… she could be anywhere.. Please, you have to save her.”

You nodded, “I will do my best ma’am.” 

“Thank you… thank you…” 

You just nodded again and put your mask on before going back into the burning house.

Jake looked up from helping lift the father onto a gurney just in time to see you run back in.

“Cap! What is she doing? That house is too unstable, why is she going in?!” 

Jake was scared. He was scared that you were going into that house for something that wasn’t worth risking your life for. Scared that the moment you found whatever it was, the house would come down on top of you and you would be trapped until they could put the fire out. 

And he was scared to find your body in the ashes.

But then he realized something. 

You never went in unless it was something important. Sure, you got in the moment a lot and did something that wasn’t exactly the smartest, but your heart was always in the right place. You’re a good firefighter, he knew that.

He knew whatever you went back in that house for was worth it. 

So, he followed you.

“Gracie! Gracie! It’s SDFD! My name is Y/N! I’m here to help!”

“I’m in here!” You looked over to see a closed door, but you can hear coughing and banging coming from behind it. “Please help! It’s getting really hard to breathe!”

You heard the cracking of wood from above you and you knew you had to act fast.

“Gracie, I need you to back away from the door! Can you do that?”

“Yeah!”

You nodded and waited for a second.

“Okay!”

You took a deep breath before ramming your shoulder into the door. Once. Twice. Three times. But the door wouldn’t budge. “Damn it! C’mon!” You lifted your foot up and kicked the door in.

You called out for the daughter before seeing her leaning against the wall near the door.

Immediately, you knelt in front of her. “Gracie, hey, can you hear me?” She weakly nodded, trying but failing to take a deep breath. “My sister…” She rasped out. “She was… was in the…”

You nodded, “We got her Gracie, Lainey is safe. So is your brother, your parents and Nala and Pietro.” You helped her up off the ground and supported her weight, “And you’re gonna be safe too.”

She nodded and walked with you as best she could, “Th-thank yo-you..” “No need to thank-”

The ceiling of the room collapsed, sending embers and flames towards you and Gracie. You immediately used your body to shield her, your turnout gear protecting you both from getting burnt.

“C’mon we gotta go!”

She nodded and you both moved faster towards the front of the house.

“Y/N?! Y/N?! Y/- Oh my god, what were you thinking?!” Jake shouted from down the hall, making his way toward you both.

“Fight me later! We need to get her out of this house!” You yelled back before you heard more cracking and snapping of wood.

Jake heard it too, extending his strides to reach you faster as panic filled him.

But as you closed the gap, the floor broke under your boot.

“Jake, take her!”

He closed the rest of the distance, “What happened?”

You looked down, “I’m stuck, take her and go!” He shook his head, "I'm not leaving you!” “Really?! We don’t have time to argue! I’ll be right behind you! Go!”

He went to argue but the hallway turned bright orange and he didn’t hesitate to pick Gracie up and run to the door.

You looked behind you, the ceiling of the hall collapsing like a wave from hell.

“Shit shit shit,” you muttered, trying to pull your leg from the floorboards.

Jake carried Gracie out, putting her on the gurney and letting Natasha and Bob take care of her.

He turned to you, “Okay, can we figh- Y/N?” 

You weren’t behind him. You said you would be right behind him.

Dread filled his chest and he ran to the truck to get the halligan bar to help you in case you were stuck. You weren’t dying, he wasn’t about to let you die. Not now, not ever.

With the tool in hand, he’s running back into the house.

“Seresin! What the hell are you doing?!”

“Y/N is still in there!”

He doesn’t wait for a response from your captain before running back into the fire.

You strained trying to free your leg, which had fallen even further into the floor. 

Tears stung your eyes. This couldn’t be happening. Not today. Not after everything else you've survived doing this job.

A fucking hole in the floor takes you out? That’s just cruel.

“Fuck!” You cursed, punching the floor. 

You huffed and heaved, sobbing as you kept trying to push yourself up. But each attempt was weaker and more pathetic, your arms feeling like jelly.

The heat lapped at your back. The house collapsed around you. It was so hot you almost took off your turnout coat, but it was the only thing keeping the fire from eating you alive. 

You had to get out… but you were so tired.

Your head hung between your shoulders and you sat back, waiting for the floor to collapse under your knee.

“Hey, chin up L/N. Your knight in shining turnout gear has arrived.” 

You gasped at Jake’s voice and looked up at him. His mask covered his face but you knew he was smiling based on the creases at the corners of his eyes.

“Jake! Oh my-” 

The ceiling falling behind you cut your sentence short.

“Jake, get me out of here!” 

You have a new lease on life now. You have hope that you can make it out now.

He didn’t waste a second and hooked his arms under your armpits. He pulled up, grunting as he tried to free you. 

You used your free leg to help him and used him as an anchor to push up.

“AAAGH!” You shouted as the broken wood scraped your leg as your thigh was freed. “Just a little more Y/N. You’re almost there.” 

As more of your leg came loose, your boot got stuck. But you didn’t realize until you felt a pop behind your knee. 

“Shit! I’m stuck! I’m stuck!” 

Jake immediately adjusted his grip, “Stay calm! Stay calm, Y/N. Can you move your foot?” You tried before responding, “Yeah, yeah, my leg though… something popped…” He nodded, “That was probably your hamstring or your ACL. You’ll be okay. Can you free your foot?” 

“I can try…” You gritted your teeth and wiggled your foot to get free. “Okay I think I got it.” 

He nodded, “Okay on three… 1… 2… 3!” You pushed and he pulled, freeing you nearly instantly.

“Oh my God… oh my God…” You breathed out as you clung to him. He held you close, “I’ve got ya… I’ve got ya, Y/N.” 

“Seresin! L/N! Get out of the house now!” Captain Mitchell came over the radio as the sound of fire and wood snapping filled your ears.

Jake immediately pulled you alongside him, with you dragging behind slightly with the pain in your leg.

As you neared the door, there was a creaking above you. 

“Jake, leave me, run.” 

“What? Hell no!” “Jake, I’m slowing you down. Just go!”

He stopped and turned to you, “I’m not just gonna-” 

Before he could finish, the ceiling came down and you pushed him out of the way, taking the hot rubble so he didn’t have to.

Jake fell on ass as embers and ashes flew into his face.

Something bumped his knee and he looked down. “Oh no..”

It was your helmet. It must have fallen off when you took the hit for him. 

He looked up and saw the pile of splintered wood, you underneath it. “Y/N!” He threw your helmet and ran to the debris. 

He threw planks of wood to the side quickly, looking for your face or body.

“C’mon, c’mon!”

Finally, he saw the light of the flames reflect off the cracked shield of your oxygen mask. 

“Y/N!” He checked your pulse. It was there but it was faint. 

Jake was a little relieved but he knew if you stayed any longer, you would die. 

He spoke into his radio, “This is Firefighter Seresin. We have a firefighter down! She is unconscious and her pulse is weak! I repeat, Firefighter L/N is trapped. She is unconscious with a weak pulse, requesting immediate assistance.”

As he waited for your fellow crew members to come in he tried to clear what he could, maybe clear just enough for you to get free.

“Jake, it’s too unstable. You-”

“I’m not leaving her!”

He felt something pat his shin and he looked down to see you take your mask off.

“No, no, firecracker, leave your mask on, you need it to breathe.” 

“Jake… go…”

He shook his head and knelt beside you, “I’m not leaving. I’m gonna get you out of here.”

“It’s… not… it’s not safe,” your wheezed out sentence was punctuated by a dry cough. “Get out…” 

You inhaled to talk again but you started coughing.

“Don’t talk. Put your damn mask back on,” Jake didn’t mean for his voice to crack but it did.

You shook your head, your tongue trying to wet your drying lips. “Layla… needs… her dad. Get out of here for her… There’s no sense in us both… dying…”

“Shut up, you’re not gonna die. Not today, not on my watch.”

You coughed and shook your head but he shook his right back.

“You’re not dying.” 

“My chest,” you grimaced as you inhaled. “Is pinned… I won’t make it…” 

He looked over and saw the beam. It wasn’t fully on your chest, but it was clearly heavy enough to have you pinned. “I can get you out, and you will make it.”

Jake went to one end and tried to lift it. His jaw clenched as his muscles strained with the effort. “Come on!” He shouted and practically screamed as he struggled to move the beam.

“Jake… stop…” 

“I need help! Someone help me!” 

“They’re not coming… not safe…” you gasped out at his feet.

He just huffed and turned back to the beam. “I’m getting you out of here! I can’t lose you!” He planted his feet and pulled with everything he had.

In his sudden adrenaline rush, he was able to lift the piece of wood. But now that he had it lifted, he didn’t know what to do.

Jake always knew what to do. He didn’t panic, but what he felt right now sure felt a hell of a lot like panic. 

You couldn’t move yourself, you weren’t capable. He couldn’t put it back down, it might kill you, send your definitely broken ribs into your lungs - if they weren’t already there. He couldn’t just throw the beam to the side, the house would come down on both of you and his attempt would turn fatal.

The one time he wasn’t selfish, putting Layla first, it might kill him… Take out both of you and Layla would go back to Texas to live with his parents.

Jake was stuck. Nowhere to go, no idea where to put this beam. He just stood there, his legs shaking from the weight. 

He hung his head, eyes closing to clear the tears and let them fall.

He looked at you, seeing you trying to stay awake and your chest moving with shallow breaths. He could hear the smoke’s effect on your throat and lungs. Smell the burnt ends of your hair over the burnt wood.

Jake took a breath and squatted a bit, ready to throw the beam, grab you and try his best to get you both out.

“Seresin! Seresin!”

He heard Bradley call out, followed by Javy as they ran in.

If he didn’t have copious amounts of adrenaline coursing through him or wasn’t holding a heavy ass beam – he would have collapsed in relief.

“We got the beam, get her out of here!”

Jake nodded and let Bradley and Javy take the beam’s weight. 

As soon as the weight was gone, Jake was rushing to you.

He was quick to scoop you up, “See firecracker? Told you you would make it.” He smiled under his breathing apparatus before he realized you weren’t moving in his arms at all. 

Looking down, his heart sank to his stomach, which churned and took his breath straight from his lungs. 

Your eyes were closed and your head had fallen back. In the cradled position he had you in, he wasn’t sure if you were still breathing. 

“No… no no no no no…” 

Jake turned and ran out of the house, Javy and Bradley not far behind him.

The moment Jake was out of the burning home he was calling out for help.

“I need a backboard and a c-collar!”

Reuben and Mickey ran over immediately with the items he requested. “Give us a run down Jake,” Reuben said, speaking calmly, knowing that Jake couldn’t have questions yelled at him right now.

Jake laid you down on the orange board, ripping his helmet and mask off with his gloves and coat coming next.

He checked your pulse, “I’m not feeling a pulse!” He put his hand under your nose, “She’s not breathing!” He yanked the front of your coat open, “Starting compr-”

“Seresin!”

Jake stopped, allowing Mickey to place the c-collar on you to keep your spine stabilized and cutting your shirt to get the life-pack on you to monitor your heart rate. 

Reuben looked Jake in the eye, “What happened?”

“The-the ceiling collapsed… she pushed me out of the way. She was talking just before Bradshaw and Machado ran in. I don’t know what happened.”

Jake threw out his answer before checking the life-pack’s screen, the flat line making his heart churn in his stomach.

He interlocked his hands and began compressions. He had to be the one to do it, he had to try. If he didn’t at least try, he would forever beat himself up.

Taking a deep breath he started compressions, watching the heart monitor move with his pushes.

“C’mon firecracker, c’mon!”

He hated the feeling of your rib cracking under him but he knew it was necessary to get your heart started again.

“29… 30!” 

Mickey did two rescue breaths with the bag before Reuben started the AED.

“Clear!” 

Jake's heart leapt as your chest jerked with the electricity. 

They looked at the monitor, but saw no change. So Jake started his compressions again. “C’mon!” Jake was fighting back tears as he fought to keep you alive.

He did his 30 compressions before Mickey squeezed the bag. 

All three looked at the monitor, Reuben’s fingers on your pulse point under the collar.

Reuben felt the slow thumping against his fingers as he saw it on the monitor. “I got a pulse! I got a pulse!”

Jake nearly collapsed on top of you in relief and exhaustion. 

Javy pulled him back to let them lift you onto the gurney. “She’s in good hands Jake. You’ve done what you can.” 

“I know,” Jake nodded and clung to his friend as he watched them put you in the ambulance and Bradley shut the doors before rounding to get in the driver’s seat.

“I just hope it was enough…”

thank you for joining me for this event! ❤ i hope you enjoyed this @cassiemitchell ! it was so much fun to write

let me know if you want to tagged in pt 2

[pinkmoondoll9shihtzu]

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[potofstewie]

Confide in Me

The lowdown: An angry and battered boyfriend, a scared yet concerned girlfriend and a $2.58 pack of frozen peas

MEGA HUUUUGE SHOUTOUT TO @auraee FOR HELPING ME WITH THE CONCLUSION CAUSE A CHICK WAS LOST

Word Count: 2.8k

Pairing: Rengoku x Black Reader (other readers are welcomed)

The things to know: VERYYY OOC Kyojuro, Blood, Smoking, Mentions of Child Abuse, Physical Abuse (kyojuro and shinjuro), Angst, yelling, swears, Eating as a coping mechanism (Kyojuro), a pack of frozen sweet peas

A/N: Oh, my, GOOOD. I hate how long this took and I'm sorry for how long it took. I got sick with something and I couldn't figure out for the life of me how to end this properly. I was also on the verge of deleting this numerous times to just write a version in the canon setting but I didn't want this to go to waste. I'm so grateful for @auraee for looking at the conclusion and giving me confidence. Big ups my g I think after this, I'm gonna redo my masterlist and then finally move on to another baby daddy of mine (I'm fighting between Haganezuka and Eren.) Also can you tell that I finally figured out how to indent texts? lmao

You sighed for the umpteenth time as you paced anxiously, your purple led lights drenching your room. Picking up your phone, you fiddled with the strings to your oversized black hoodie, a gift from your boyfriend. Your boyfriend, the exact reason why you felt so anxious for the past half hour. You were only relaxing in your room, music playing softly in the background from your T.V when you got the text. You went over the conversation on your phone as you sat on your bed.

KyoKyo: Hey, are you busy? You: Hey hey, naw what's up KyoKyo: Can I come over? You: Like- rn? I aint complainin but what's going on? KyoKyo: Yes, right now. I just can’t be at home rn You: aight just hurry up

You sighed once more as you sat your phone down, mind running through all the endless possibilities over what could make Kyojuro see you at this hour. He's done it before but only when your facetime calls or text messages became too steamy to only be left behind a screen. No, what made this time different and made your hairs stand on end was how formal he was when texting you. No emojis, nothing. A soft knock came to your window as your leg bounced.

You quickly made your way across the room to open it, a chill breeze rushing into your room. You stood to the side as Kyojuro clumsily climbed into your room, landing on his back when he fully entered. "Fuck!" He exclaimed, feeling intense pain shoot up his spine. You looked at him in complete worry as he kicked his sneakers off and closed the window and blinds. "Kyojuro, what on earth happened to you?" You asked in shock, soaking in his appearance.

Kyojuro's trademark mane was in a disheveled bun. His white shirt and gray sweatpants were decorated with blood spots, not too much to cause extreme concern but it was enough for you to assume the worst. His arms had bruises dancing on them, his knuckles dawning a crimson shade. He turned to face you, a disgruntled and annoyed expression taking over his usually cheery demeanor. You covered your mouth in silent shock as the condition of his face was revealed to you.

Dried blood rested at the corner of his mouth, a bloody nose and a black eye present on his visage. "Kyojuro what on earth happened to you?" You asked in shock as he silently walked over to your desk, searching through your designated snack drawers in your desk that he helped fill up a few days ago. "Kyojuro!" You shouted to get his attention.

"Can I borrow your lighter?" He asked gruffly, back still facing you as he dug deeper in the drawers. "That idiot Uzui took mine the other day and he won't give it back. He probably lost it or something." He pulled out your hot pink lighter as well as a couple of honey buns and tossed them on the bed before sitting down.

You sighed in defeat, accepting the fact that you wouldn't get any explanation as of now. "I'll be right back, I'm gonna get some bandages and stuff for you."

"Can you bring back some drinks too? I don't mind what kind." He called out to you as you exited the room.

"Yeah, sure whatever." You said softly as you closed the door behind you. Your brows furrowed as you made your way to the kitchen, wracking your brain on what to do and what happened. You've never had trouble dealing with Kyo's injuries, in fact they were pretty common when it came to them. Being friends with a cocky guy like Uzui would always come with a few fights from other people. However, Uzui would be with him right now so you could treat the both of them. Did..did he and his dad get into a fight? You shook your head as you let the pipe water from the sink fill a bowl with warm water. You felt slightly guilty for that question in your head, it was wrong to assume something so heavy about Kyojuro and his father. Although, it wouldn’t be too far fetched to think about it. Kyojuro informed you once that his dad was a bit of a hardass and that they were usually at odds, but you didn't think it would ever reach a level of violence.

You took out two water bottles from the fridge and placed them in the pockets of your sweatpants for extra hand space. You also took out a frozen bag of peas before shutting off the sink pipe. Taking a roll of bandages from the junk drawer and stuffing them into your hoodie pocket, you rubbed your forehead in thought. Gathering everything, you began to shuffle back to your room in deep thought. Whatever the case may be, Kyojuro would have to tell you. It wouldn't be like him to keep it from you forever.

Gritting your teeth, annoyance slowly started to seep into your veins as you thought back to the very short one-sided conversation you had with your boyfriend. You loved Kyojuro with your whole heart, you did, but you hated the moments when he was too deep in his own aggravation or excitement to pay you any mind or answer any questions you had. It wouldn't kill him to answer a simple question or even acknowledge your existence with a "Hey Babe" without you having to repeatedly call his name or shake him aggressively.

Entering your room, your eyes rested on the fresh pile of honey bun and chips wrappings that resided in your trash can, Kyojuro nowhere to be seen. You sighed softly as you walked in, resting the supplies on your desk and the water bottles on your pillows. The snacks were supposed to last you a month, but you couldn’t be upset over the majority of them falling victim to Kyojuro’s coping mechanism. With a click, your door opened again, revealing a shirtless Kyojuro, his face wet. "I had to wash my face real quick." He announced, -reminding you of a child telling his mother that he "frew" up in the wee hours of the night- as you pointed him to your bed, silently telling him to sit.

"So, can you finally tell me exactly what the hell happened to you?" You asked, handing him a washcloth to dry his face as he tossed his shirt to the side. A tired sigh released from his lips as he dried his face. He looked at you, incandescent eyes swimming with fatigue, anger…and sadness. Kyojuro pursed his lips as he looked around your room, silently indulging in the music that softly played.

"Oh, by the way, where are your parents? I realized that I was too loud climbing in-"

"They're gone for the weekend. Stop avoiding my questions and answer me, Kyojuro." You said bluntly, grabbing the washcloth from him and submerging it into the bowl of water before wringing it out. That was another thing you hated when it came to your boyfriend, despite being one to –albeit unknowingly– initiate awkward conversations with his lack of filter he could never really engage in them well. Kyojuro fished out a small container from his pocket, producing a joint from it. You took one of his hands and began to clean his knuckles as he lit the joint that rested in his mouth.

You watched him intensely as he took his time smoking, taking his other hand and repeating the cleaning process. "I got into a fight with my dad." He said matter-of-factly, eyes watching your hands work. You began to bandage his hands as he rested the joint on a nearby ashtray, your mind swimming with booming thoughts. So you were right, it finally happened. You were told by Kyojuro that things have been bad since his mom died but for it to go this far? Your mind redirected to Kyojuro's innocent little brother. Where the hell was he when this all happened? Did Kyojuro leave him behind?

"Wait, where's Senjuro? Don't tell me you left him behind at the house, Kyojuro." You inquired, quickly regretting it as Kyojuro's dark eyebrows furrowed in annoyance. He grunted and moved his hand away from your grasp harshly causing you to jolt.

"Jesus, y/n! Why the fuck would I do that to him?!" Kyojuro balled his fists but quickly relaxed them with a deep breath once he noticed your body go rigid. "I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to yell like that. He's spending the weekend at his friend's house. What's his name…uh, Tanjiro. Yeah, him and those two weird kids." He explained, taking another drag from the joint before offering it to you. You shook your hand and head, rejecting the offer. "I'd absolutely lose it if my dad tried fighting with Senjuro in the house, he doesn't deserve to witness it." He said softly as you tossed the pack of peas to him, placing it on his eye as he watched you tie your braids back into a ponytail.

"Sooo, what happened? Why did you guys fight?" You asked, grabbing a bandaid from your desk while internally calming your nerves. It was somewhat rare to see your boyfriend angry, even when it came to fights he was calm, so seeing him this way was a cause for concern. But, the slight fear wouldn’t stop you from listening to his woes and being there for him. Kyojuro laid back on the bed as he started to relax a bit more, eyeing your popcorn ceiling as he organized his thoughts into words. You took the joint from your boyfriend and placed it in the ashtray, watching his chest rise and fall.

"I don't really know how it happened, or rather how I pissed him off." He started, reaching for a stray honey bun on your bed as you climbed on the bed, sitting next to his muscular and bruised body. "All I did was go into his room and tell him that I ordered dinner ‘n that there was no more booze. I guess he got mad ‘cause of the simple fact that I disturbed his peace. God, y/n, it was as if I was fighting the devil himself. The most he's done when he's pissed is chuck his bottles at me, but never full on fight me." He paused his explanation to bite into the sweet treat, a soft “tasty” leaving his lips as his eyes stayed focused on the ceiling. You did your best to cover the scrape on his face with the bandaid, his chewing not stopping for you as you quietly soaked in his tale.

"I didn't know he was that shitty, Kyo.. ’m sorry. " You said softly, lost for words. How come he never told you this aspect of his life in full before? Even though your suspicions from earlier became true, you still couldn’t fully accept it. That would certainly explain why he never offered up his house as a hangout spot for you and his friends or a place for the two of you to have homedates, always opting for your house instead. That would also explain any random cuts and bruises he’d get and how he’d quickly dismiss it as a misadventure with his best friend. Kyojuro scoffed, turning his head to face you as he continued.

"Yeah, well, there's the truth. It was a messy thing, we traveled from his room to the hallway and after like five minutes..I just snapped." He said softly, eyebrows furrowing as he gingerly rubbed his bruised knuckles on your knee. "I fought back for a bit but in the end he had me pinned on the floor. And I just- stayed there and took it. I didn't get up from the floor until I heard him go back into his room and that's when I texted you." He picked up the joint again, bringing it to his lips that dawned a red cut. "And now here we are."

As soon as Kyojuro finished speaking, you felt a lump forming in your throat as tears glossed your eyes. This isn't fair. Not at all. You couldn't deny that Kyojuro was strong and powerful; always a pillar to those around him and certainly to himself. But hearing and seeing the torment your boyfriend went through made you want to hold him tight and cry. Kyojuro sat up quickly, eye wide in worry. "Oh please, y/n, don't cry. You don't have to cry on my behalf. I mean, look! Just a few scrapes and bruises!" He reassured, tossing the frozen peas to the floor as he stood up quickly.

As soon as he stood at his full height, searing pain attacked his spine, causing him to lean on the bed with a sharp inhale. "Kyo!" You said in worry, reaching out to help him sit back down. "Are you alright?!" You watched as he chuckled dryly, turning his back to you.

"My back..it's just a little tender, that's all." He said softly as you noticed the giant bruise on his back. You lightly touched it with your fingertips, eliciting a soft grunt from him as he winced. You sighed, getting up from the bed. "But I'll be fine, honest.."

"I think I have an ointment or cream for that in the bathroom, just lay on your stomach while you wait." You said, Kyojuro nodding and complying with your instructions. As quick as you left the room, you returned with the cream. You walked in on Kyojuro sitting up, drinking from one of the water bottles. He set both his water bottle and yours on the nightstand before lying back on his stomach, arms folded under his head. As you straddled his toned back, you made sure to not rest your hand on the bruise, worried to cause any more discomfort. As you rubbed the cream on your hands you gnawed at your bottom lip, figuring out a way to properly ask this question.

"…Kyo?" You said slowly as you began to rub the cream on his back, massaging it. A deep hum of relaxation and answer rumbled from his throat as you worked.

"Kyo, besides me, does anyone else know about, y'know all this?" You asked, working your fingers down to his lower back. Kyojuro shrugged his shoulders.

"I haven't told anyone but I don't doubt that Uzui has figured it out and just kept it under wraps." He answered softly, his answer ending with a soft groan as you kneaded the cream gently on the bruise.

"…Kyo?" You started up again. Another hum left his throat.

"How do you feel...about your dad? I mean, obviously you're angry at him right now. But how do you usually feel towards him?" You asked cautiously, hoping the question wasn't too sensitive. Kyojuro sighed.

"He stays out of my way and I stay out of his, that's all there is to it." He said gruffly, burying his head into the crook of his elbow.

"No, like, do you still care about him?" You clarified.

"Y/n, stop. You're pushing it."

"I'm just asking, Kyojuro. Do you even see him as a dad anymore? What about Sen-"

"Y/n, Please! Fuck man!" He yelled, voice muffled. You stopped and gently squeezed his shoulders, fear taking the reins of your mind again.

"S-sorry, babe. I just..wanted to know." You apologized with a shaky breath. Kyojuro reached out to your hand and squeezed slightly. You knew he didn’t mean to be so aggressive towards you, it was just the stress of the situation getting to him. But God, can he be one terrifying man.

"It's..fine. I just don't wanna talk about it anymore." He said softly as you positioned yourself next to him, head turned towards the unrest on his face. Fiery eyes stared back at you, indulging in your features from the two-toned lips to the dark lashes that framed your concerned yet loving eyes. “I’ll probably go back in the morning and just stay in my room.”

You nodded at his declaration as his eyes began to close, fatigue finally making its appearance on his battered face. You brushed a few free strands from his face as he sighed, your touch instantly relaxing him further. “Are you gonna use the peas or are you just gonna let them melt on my carpet and make me waste two bucks ’n change?” You asked softly with a giggle. A hum escaped from his throat, arm snaking around your waist pulling you closer.

“Let it melt. Let’s just stay here.”

ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴛʀᴀɴꜱʟᴀᴛᴇ, ꜱᴛᴇᴀʟ, ʙɪɴᴅ ᴏʀ ʀᴇᴘᴏꜱᴛ ᴀꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱ. ᴀʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛꜱ ɢᴏ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴏᴛᴏꜰꜱᴛᴇᴡɪᴇ™ 2022

[lenaluvbot]

BEAST

warnings!: straight up smut, cursing, dom kink, Matt gets straight up really mean, user is a mutant werewolf, forest sex, p in v sex

synopsis: you were fighting human nature and he couldn’t stand it. He was the last push you needed.

It was warm in the apartment, so why’d you wake up in a cold sweat?

The room was dark as you sat up in bed, his arms wrapped around you in the bed falling off your waist

He stirred in his sleep, not feeling your warm body against him, sitting up in bed he questioned you “Whyre you up so late?”

“Bad dream, go back to sleep.” Getting out of bed and going directly to the bathroom

“You’ve been having a lot of those recently, baby when was the last time you went to the doctor?” He rubbed his face, his stubble growing back in.

Coming back into the bedroom with a look of worry “Matt I told you those don’t work for me,it’s not dreams it’s the moon.”

“Oh.” His elbows rested on his knees as the bed spread covered his waist “You need me to relive you or something?”

“What?”

“What happened the other time? I know you remember come on.” He smirked

Flashbacks echoed in your mind as you remembered what it felt like when he had you pinned onto the hard forest ground, thrusting you into the ground so hard you could feel your claws holding you steady

“Go on, embrace the wolf, let it out.” He grunted as you tried holding back a howl

Squeezing your cheeks for making you open your mouth he made you look up at the moon.

Snapping out of it you were brought back to reality of you putting your hair into a ponytail

“No,no I don’t need that again.’ You ignored him as you got ready

“I don’t like when you leave, it makes me scared for you, you shouldn’t have to leave me for so long."

"I don't like it anymore than you do". You were all ready for whatever adventure you were going on, dressed in some of you bummiest attire you left the apartment.

Matt had been anxious since your departure and against your advice he followed you.

yes you told him to stay back but come on! He had to make sure you were safe.

Yet he found you in a corner of the forest, seemingly holding back as he crept up behind you

"Hey-"

He was nearly struck down by you as your k-9s were enlarged to the size of a bullet and nearly missed his face. "Woah woah calm down its just me". He tried to calm you down but it was no use.

You were hysterical, fighting your own transformation, clawing at trees and snarling.

Lunging at him again you were easily knocked down as he sensed your next movement before you could even lift a paw.

You were pinned underneath him,looking up you saw the moonlight. The moon slowing starting to disappear into the night, you only had a little while left to contain yourself. You could do it right?

No time to think as he brought you back to reality wih his spew of words that if you were strong enough you'd curse him out for.

"Look at you, big strong puppy that cant even hold off me. A week blind guy, i mean seriously im not even trying to fight you."

It was pathetic honestly.

"Im not a puppy" Snarling at him you wanted to rip out his throat

"Oh? i didnt know dogs could talk? say something else for me puppy"

"Ill say something too you when i rip out your-"

You couldnt even finish your spewing of curses as he kneed you in the crotch, shockingly to you, you were wetter than a rivers edge and the moonlight was only making it stronger

"Go on, finish that sentence." His knee pressed against your crotch as you instinctively closed your legs around him "Yeah thats what i thought. You know i think its time my little puppy learn a lesson in being a good dog what do you think?". He waited less than a second for you to reply before dropping his jeans, unbuttoning your pants but waiting. Almost teasing you as his tip pressed against the edge of your clit.

Needing the friction you grinded against him.

Thats it.

That was all it took for matt to push your pantys to the side and thrust into you.

"Fuck...I forgot it felt this goood to fuck you, especially when youre being a bitch. Literally and physically." he chuckled as he rammed into you. it felt so good you didnt even care if he was fucking you so hard the world was practically shaking.

lucky you the moon was almost completly covered.

or lucky him?

from his eyes you were both lucky, not everday you let him fuck you like the dog you are.

[inlocusmads]

8, 28, and 89 for the oc relationship ask thingy for Nora x Trystan

oc relationship asks masterlist

8. Who is the big spoon? Little spoon?

Honestly it is tough to tell because they're qualified for both lmao. Trystan is def the kind of person to just run up to someone and envelope them into a hug from behind and Nora's the shoulder-lender for all those long naps in the car or during a boring meeting, any situation where naps are possible.

28. Do they trust one another? Are comfortable discussing their fears with one another?

oh my goood this is literally them during the first book. Trystan was such an open flirt but he was still quite wary, with the whole 'the law enforcement is so quick to pin the crime on him at any given moment' reason. Nora was equally wary because Trystan was suspect number one on her list. I know, not very bright of her, but she had her reasons to suspect him. Everything changes when Trystan gets stabbed and tells Nora he did it for her, when Nora held him in her arms, him watching her go full John Wick on the masked assiliant. It was then they actually learned they could trust each other and can have each other's back - not only during cases where it mutually benefits them, but outside of work too.

It took them not long enough to talk about their fears. In fact, they were more motivated to let go of any assumptions they might have about each other. It was all about lending a hand to the other, to help them reach out and get back on their feet.

89. Would they ever consider marriage?

Honestly I don't think so. Not because they aren't willing to commit, rather they just find the concept of marriage overused and tiresome. To them, it doesn't make sense to have all that pomp & circumstance for like, a ring, a certificate and a somewhat 'proof'. I guess they'd date and have a more serious relationship, but won't call it marriage. However, they'd definitely get fake-married for funsies, to infilitrate cruise ships and doughnut shops.

I guess their opinion is just "eh, it is something all right". They acknowledge it. It isn't really suited for them. They're more than happy to just live together and make most of their time in each other's company, as opposed to like, worrying about what their future might look like.

Thanks for the ask, Lily!

[mountainofhistory]

When Reisen is done with her work in the infirmary, she'll hear Mugi call out "wait up" from behind, Maki giving a casual "hi" when she turns around, who has a small plate with a single rabbit-shaped cupcake in her hands.

"This is yours. We coulda made more, but decorating them took too long."

"His name is Mr. Cupcake. Take goood care of him..." Maki speaks as calmly as ever, yet there's a menacing undertone to her words, as though she'll be angry if Reisen eats it.

"We hope you like it. Be sure to savor every last bite..." and on the flipside is Mugi, hinting that she should eat it.

Reisen should probably find a way out of there. Happy (belated) White Day!

"Hm? Mugi, what's u-- oh!" She'd had a pretty good day at work, relatively speaking, but it had just gotten a lot better at the sight of the cupcake. "Oh my goodness, it's adorable..."

"I love it! Thank you very much, both of you! I can only imagine how much you had to work at this!" She's taking it off Maki's hands, of course, but listening to their dissonant statements makes it clear the dilemma she's stumbled into. She'll have to think fast... but luckily, Reisen's an expert at dodging traps like this.

"I'll take it back to my room for now, okay? Again, thank you both so much!" It's all she says to Maki, but to Mugi, she leans in and whispers as quietly as possible into his ear. "After all, I haven't eaten dinner yet, and I should definitely save this for dessert, right?"

She's absolutely going to eat it. Adorable or not, it was made to be eaten.

[breitzbachbea]

Btw I’m very new to your blog, could I get a brief intro to your OCs (and their nationalities if they have any 👀)? Just want to keep up with the story BJHB

Oh my goood anon, I love youuu.

However I sadly have like. Over 200 named characters in one and the same universe so it can be quite tricky to give an introduction to them.

I explain the worldbuilding here, though! And within that context also briefly talk about the Irish, the English, the Sicilians.

As I say in the linked ask, I am currently working on the rewrite of the first two main stories, but here's a blurb I've made for the rewrite of story 1, Irish Problems:

Hetalia Human AU/Organized Crime AU. Almost every Hetalia Character is the biggest shark in their nation’s organized crime shark tank & usually supported by two right hands. The story centers on HWS Ireland and HWS Sicily (both OCs of mine).

Two islands, two requests, one weekend: Harry O’Connel is down on his financial luck in Dublin. Michele Vento is looking for partners to pull him out of his isolationist political situation in Sicily. One weekend in Palermo to decide if one hand can’t wash the other. The Irish have the connections Michele wants and the Sicilians have the money Harry needs, but either party had reckoned without an old enemy of theirs. Arthur Kirkland has had his eyes set on Ireland for a long time and the last thing he needs is a quarrelling Sicilian in his neighbourhood. A routine first meeting suddenly turns into a matter of life and death. Will Harry, Michele and their friends work together to save each other or has everything fallen apart and into Arthur’s hands before it even began?

You can also have a link to a beta document of the office scenes, which are the introduction scenes for the English and Sicilian office. (The Irish get introduced in a prior one, but dw, I also listed the context needed for their office scene): The link (You can ignore the feedback questions, bc I do have a lovely beta now, the fantastic @someone-you-do-not-know )

I absolutely SUCK at Intros, not least of all bc yes I could give you an intro for the main Alternate Universe, but I also put these mfers into a lot of other Alternate Universes, so it is hard to sum them up without it feeling like a character existing in a vacuum. But if you wish to see all the forbidden other AUs, you can find them over at @i-centri-degli-universi . If you just want in general to browse my OC blabber more pointedly, you can look for the tag "storie nostre" on my blog. If you are on mobile, just search my blog on it and click the tag on the first post that has it, that way you can ACTUALLY see all the posts I made with it :)

But I can give you a few nationalities and infos for like. A few fuckers that pop up a lot on here:

Harry O'Connel, Sophie O'Connel (Soph is my Northern Ireland OC and Harry's younger sister) and Charlie Higgins, Harry's best friend, are all from Dublin, while Paddy O'Neill is from Derry, which he left at 24. You might also recently have seen me talk a LOT about Aaron, Angus and Kilian recently here bc of my Rake Courtship AU. Aaron O'Connel is Harry's and Soph's father (who died in the main AU timeline in 2009), while Kilian MacLeod and Angus O'Mallry are friends from Paddy's youth in Derry, his best friends. He burnt all bridges with his past in the main AU though and Kilian died in 2005 (iirc) in a car crash ...

We also have Michele Vento and Marco & Lorenzo Bontade, the latter who ran away at 12 from their hometown Bagheria to the nearby Palermo, where Michele is from. He took the twin boys under his wings and they refer to each other as brothers.

Then we have Robert Bailey and Tahir Rashid, two Londoners who are the ruthlessly efficient and yet always bickering right hands to Arthur Kirkland.

If you ever wanna know more about a certain OC, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE just ask, I swear I don't bite :)

[onlyjaeyun]

oh my i was going through your little emojis that were in use and i just remembered that when i was an anon i would use the ♋️🩵. So user reveal that’s me hiii 👋. Still here promise ! Just not much of an anon anymore 😭

Anyways CH 18!!!! AAAASHHHJWJJEKEJENE is what came to mind when i read it. You writing from 12-4am DEDICATION and i aspire. Literally you writing at those hours gave me the motivation to get on my treadmill and do my workout. So thank you for that. I hope your pillow was the coldest most comfortable thing ever that night and forever and that you got enough rest 🥹🥹.

Now speaking about that chapter….

KAKEKEKNEMEMDMDMEI OH MY GOOODNESS 😱😱😱😱😱 literally me the whole time i was with my jaw on the floor clutching my pillow for dear life. The snippet of the fall out. I am seated 🪑 for that. I can’t wait for whenever you decide to drop that.

*sigh* Tsuki my girl fuck CH!Seung. I want her now 😩😩😩. Such a sweet soul and epitome of a girls girl. Love her she a fave love her wish nothing but the best hearts for Tsuki 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼.

The build up to the them getting down and dirty. Sunghoon sir you are BOLD. Everytime this man spoke my jaw would be an inch closer to the ground. Left me speechless in a good way.

The baby pet name drop 😭😭 like CH!YN better than me would have allowed this man do just about anything no questions asked 😊😊😊. The aftercare round of applause for this man 👏👏👏👏. 📣 WE SCREAMED WE CRIED WE CHEERED📣. This man already running laps around the entirely of SK to get the image of her in his shirt out his mind 🏃💨. Got him sweating, huffing and puffing at the thoughts. Like ain’t not way she giving that back to him. Once they get together he going to purposely leave his shit in her room so she can wear it. When she does and he sees her wearing it he going to be whining, moaning, and groaning at her but in reality he thrives of that shit. Loves to see her wear his clothes. Got him all giggly and what not 🤭🤭🤭

Lastly how can i forgot the kiss. That kiss is going to have both of them spiraling 🌀 i just know it. Like they going to brush it off for a bit but every time they see each other they get like heated at the fact that they want to kiss each other again.

OMG YOU WRE THAT NONIE BABY WHEN I TELL YOU I WAS SO WORRIED BC I THOUGHT YOU DISAPPEARED 🤕🤕🤕 IM SO GLAD YOU DECIDED TO COME BACK OFF ANON FKDNFLFLF SO EXCITING HELLO BABY!🥺💗

thank you so so so so so much for these sweet words baby, they're everything to me like the fact you cuys are so appreciative and supportive really means a lot to me 🥺💗 and honestly i have only recently started writing so fast bc back when i had just started it took me so long but now i just write without overthinking too much, deffo recommend taht since ik a lot of my fellow writers go through the same struggles 😭

im so glad we all love CH!tsuki sm because she's really the cutest and sweetest babe ever and deffo one of my comfort characters in this fic she's SUCH a girls girl and it makes me so happy WE LOVE CH!TSUKI!!!!🥺💗

STOP YOURE SO FUCKING CUTE THANK YOU SM FOR SO MUCH LOVE ON CH.18 YOURE THE BEST THIS MADE ME GIGGLE SM😭😭😭💗 and your brain is so so sexy for the last part because FUCK yeah he would leave his stuff at her place and then get excited to see her in it but she'd pretend like she thought it's one of the other boys' just to see his reaction until he makes sure to fuck her in his clothes and make sure she knows not to fuck with him I LOVE THEM AND YOU SM 🤕🤕💗

ngl i am SO happy you guys loved the kiss as much as i do bc damn i was so sadni couldn't elaborate it further bc you know i would have gone full on romantic mood and had to hold myself back...sOON!!🤕

thank you sm for this baby, glad you decided to reveal yourself i always loved your asks sm 🥺

[shedrownsirl]

finally using tumblr again :) spent three days with no decent internet connection whatsoever. all i had were sleepy hours Musiccc!!! and mangas. my favourite day of this week was, Surprisingly , Monday! (just ate some noodles w sugar free coke while typing) back to monday i had english classes by the morning and then i decided to eat lunch at my boyfriends. it was sooo goood. i love his food :) we had a fun time all day long. We ate some lunch together and then we took a walk to fix his bike and then we biked together to smoke and eat junk food by the river. We found 2 lesbians kissing there and 2 old dudes trying to catch some fishes. it was so calm. the weather there was nice. i love the place where he lives and i so much wish to live there everyday. when we got home we had more funand then took a shower. Oh i almost forgot i also ate some vegan cake leftover he made for his short film (Literally the best cake i ever ate I love his foods). i love spending time w people i love.

[taestefully-in-luv]

hi! finished reading 'the island' today and omg it's so damnn goood!! loved reading it- i was hooked 🙌🙌 ur writing is truly amazing :) i have never really read a plot like that, and hats off to you

Yuna and jiwoo's dynamics were so cute 🥺 and jimin liked tae???? oh god that was so unexpected - such a twist 😵‍💫

tae and oc jduiejs the slowburn KILLED ME ?;:;($ i honestly didn't expect for them to have such a good understanding towards each other but damn... it was like i could feel everything in ocs mind u know? the wait was worth it 🥺❤️ the company infuriated me too at the start because who would want to suddenly live away from where they are?? the requests concept was really something! the smut was hot too 👀 and the friendship oc had with tae's friend and the girls was absolutely refreshing after all the shit they've been through :( so glad they could make up tho.

are u planning to write any drabble(s) for the couple? i adore them 💗 pls tag me if u do so!

hello! i’m sorry i took so long to get to this…😓 i saw your other ask about tumblr maybe eating your ask so i’m sorry 😭 i’ve been slowly answering some here and there.

anyway THANK YOU!!!! i say this any time anyone brings up The Island—but thanks so much it means a lot that you enjoyed it because it is my favorite story.

and huge reason for that is just the plot itself :) so i’m happy you liked it!

thank you for reading 💗 but no, no drabbles for this series. everything that happens after the series ending is totally up to the readers imagination 🫣 but i do think about them every now and then i wonder if i had to (ya know someone totally forced me hehe) write a drabble about the island…i wonder what i would do?🤔

[strawberryspotsstuff]

WOWOWOW NEW IDEA IN HEAD YIPEE !! HELLO LADIES AND GENTLEMAN iTS FIZZAROLLI ANON BACK AGAIN WITH A FIZZAROLLI REQUEST !! SO THIS ONE IS MY FIRST OC X CANON REQUEST SO BE NICE TO MY OC,,,,, https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/liminxl/693314317818494977?source=share

so basically uhhhhhh lemme explain his lore bc this is REALLY really important: moloch grew up with fizzarolli and blitzo in the circus, and yk they all had separate fates (moloch got kicked out of the circus for messing up too much) and hes overall forgot about it besides the occasional photo he finds of all of them together growing up; basically i had the idea of maybe u could write a fic moloch going to ozzies and seeing fizzarolli and is like "bro i cant believe you just abandoned our friendship for this" uhhhhhhhhhh yhea if u dont want to write this dont answer lol i wont mind -w-''

DAMMNNNN YOUR ART!!!!!! SOOO GOOOD!!!!!!,, platoniccc heart eyeessss,,, WOWIEEE!!!!!

but yes!! my first oc x cannon, it would be a blessing to write it ;D ((hopefully i did alright,, sweats.))

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Fizzarolli x OC, Moloch.

Moloch roamed the streets of Hell, yawning as his tail gathered dust behind him as it was dragged behind on the cold pavement. It was the dead of night, Hell's moon glowed brightly, in contrast to the dark, black clouded sky.

Bored and lonesome, he looked around, seeing the one and only, "House of Asmodeus" Humming on his options, deciding to see what the hype about this place was.

He watched the piles of monsters lined outside of the place, and slid into a crowd of quiet tall, and towering monsters, following them into the establishment, hiding from the security guard by an inch. Exhaling softly he stepped out of the crowd and gasped in amazement. The room was filled head to toe with coloured fire and magic, neon lights lighting up the various stages that had performers. Until Moloch moved his gaze to the main stage. His eyes widened as he took a seat close to it, watching the two popular performers.

"Fizz?" Moloch questioned out-loud, watching with a tilt of his head.

He sung proudly with Asmodeus, before bowing and a loud cheer and jeer erupted from the crowd, screaming and even flowers thrown on stage.

"You're too kind!" Asmo laughed out-loud and picked it up, kissing it, making an audience member scream in response.

"THAT'S MY FLOWER!"

Moloch rolled his eyes, before catching the attention of the starring and silent Fizz. Both of them stared at each other for a minute long.

"Well, it seems like Fizz found a long lost friend" Asmo announced, leaning down and whispering something into his "ear" before waving good bye and disappeared into the curtains.

"MOLOCH" Fizz smiled, rolling off the stage.

"I cant believe you just abandoned our friendship for this" Moloch blinked frowning, crossing his arms.

Fizz sheepishly shrugged, humming.

"IT PAYS WELL"

"and you get to spend time with your new, what? hubbie?"

"FRIEND!" he shrieked.

Moloch sighed in amusement, shaking his head. "'right"

Fizz twiddled his thumbs. "SO, WHY ARE YOU HERE? OH! AND DID YOU WANNA GET A DRINK?"

Moloch looked around at the rest of the patrons, as they all went back to their own performance or food.

"Well, 1, I was here cause I just wanted to? And yeah, sounds good." Moloch smiled, his tail waving back and forth.

Fizz took his hand and lead him to the fancy bar that was tucked away from the public eye, the stages being the main attraction but still had a good reputation of its own.

"WHAT SUITS YOUR FANCY?"

"uh, wine" he asked.

"ONE WINE!" He glared at one of the bartenders, they quickly going to work.

They both sat down at the leather stools, chattering softly, sipping on their chosen of beverages. Talking about their life, catching up.

At the end of the night both were, very, drunk, but their smiles were genuine.

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TAADAAA!!!

hopefully moloch likes wine, if not i'll correct it :''')))

[zumpietoo]

Sooo....Think I’ll Start

with the worst:

Sophia’s interview of Kiernan.....cuz just, she’s also a disgusting asshole who can’t stop from pushing HER icky agenda/pimping her lame faves:

https://thenerdsofcolor.org/2022/07/10/kiernan-shipka-talks-returning-to-riverdale-nabrina-and-more/

Umm....no. She is not “beloved” and that was not a “twist”. Nobody GAF.

Ummmm...first off, it showed ‘Brina as an entitled user who took credit for everybody else’s accomplishments and made them take all the risks. As well as a time waster so RAS could, once again, insert a pointless “party” scene. 

“Those girls”. My god...and yes, a “dance break” is exactly what one needs when mere hours remain to get shit done and multiple lives are on the line.....cuz not like you couldn’t dance AFTER everybody’s been saved.

“Have dialogue together”????? You mean act scenes with lines? 

On top of everything else? Kiernan’s really fucking dummmm.....just like Sophia.

Oh and OFC she immediately redirects shit to talking about Cole....because, LBR, “having dialogue with those girls” was distinctly NOT her favorite part. At all.

No, she looked like shit, the wig was wrong and her huge very dark caterpillar eyebrows were fugly. Plus, dude, fooled nobody with the boob padding. 

You played Sabrina for a year and 10 months, with a six month break in there....so 14 months. FAR from “so long”, you fucking asshole. You absolutely do not “know these sets”, because the only Plaiderdale set you’d performed in previously, for 2 seconds of airtime, was Thornhill. Not Pop’s/Pop’s in the Skyee, etc. 

And this is not “your job”, any more. This was a guest spot, you pointless asshole. Also, we all know what you mean is “I hit on Cole”.

Brina is done, moron. Yes, you may have moar guest spots on Plaiderdale (unfortunately), but it’s done. Also, stop begging. It’s unseemly....AND 

A) RAS is already busy playing moar with his nu toy

B) Plaiderdale’s in its final season....with a doubtlessly slashed budget and needing to wrap up shit for its actual characters, not fucking your ass.

C) Streaming platforms are also losing subscribers/revenue, so it’s not gonna get picked up by one of them

D) CW’s sale translates to an already veryyyyy different landscape. It most assuredly does not include you

E) You were a flop to being with (even when RAS had Plaiderdale goodwill), got passed and parceled to Netflix (when they’d buy anything) and cancelled in two seasons. Your show failed. Only Kitty Litter Swell failed harder (and even THAT got a network pick up). SUCK IT

Umm.....WTF is this “everything”? Yes, they’re in the same Archieverse, but no, there’s minimal crossover---and, honestly? Nobody GAF. 

No, Kiernan, you demanded it, because you’ve nursed a crush since forever and we also know RAS paid you jack shit. 

Also, Cole was “committed” because he’s a professional. You should try that sometime!

Duuudde, you’d fucking know if you had. What a crock. Confirmed they hate each other----No, moar likely, “oh my god, thank the lord I didn’t have to deal with her ass for once” (and I despise “Gav”, too). 

I love faux feminism!!! Pointless lip service to “girl power” for the win!!! Entitlement rocks!!!

Sabrina isn’t selfless, nor does she have “tenacity”. She DOES embody “white feminism” in that she exploits her privilege, given to her because of who her daddykins is. No “passion for justice” and “standing up for what she believes in”, again, entitlement....

And goood lord.....she’s the kween of hell, not fucking Santa you asshole. 

Also....Mary Sue much?

Yes, cuz if there’s ONE THING this show needs, it’s moar scenes between entitled whores with wildly inflated egos who can’t act for shit playing entitled whores with wildly inflated egos. 

And by “teacher/adult witch” you mean “made everybody do all the dirty work while you took credit”??

And save your pointless fanfic.

Please dear god nooooo.....or have her hit on Douchie this time. Yeah, so “helpful”. Dude, stop begging for work. 

Good lord, Sophia, keep your creepy skirt down! How many different ways, in this brief, pointless thing can you whine for that? 

Also, again, has to bring up something Cole, huh, Kiernan?

OMG....her endless word salad blabbering. Leave Cole alone and never speak AGAIN.

Fans really do not. Unless you mean yourself, Mr. 58 Seconds and Kiernan, Sophia---and no, they didn’t. Ratings dipped. Oh good lord. Barfffff

OMG. Sophia, stop asking the same stupid. Also, Nabrina has shippers?

Nobody cares. It’ll end with her ded, after all

OMG.....your show is ded and cancelled. RIP and Suck it. 

Unlike your ass, “Gav” has a job....

Yes, keep hope alive that your flop will return to be ignored some moar

OMG.....fuck off, both of you. Nobody GAF. Also, yes, thrilling. Sitting in a booth drinking coffee. Good fucking lord. 

No, we don’t. As it is we live with endless circle walking (like this ep) and filler. 

No, they really don’t. Ratings confirm as much. 

Oh and now, apparently, we end with Sabrina is literally the baby jeebus